Fight back

Your sheer strength and power have made navigating the dungeon less treacherous for you than it would be otherwise. Instead of succumbing to the dangers that lurk around each dark, decrepit corner, you charge headfirst with a weapon in hand to face your battles like a true man.

So far, you’ve overcome all of the temptations that you’ve encountered from fairly weak enemies. Slime oozes out from between the crevices in the walls and becomes sentient, immediately crawling for your groin once it slithers up your pant leg, but you resist the urge to let it form into a suckling dick-tube and instead wipe it away with clarity of your mind.

Fungi laced with weak aphrodisiacal spores have brought the blood flow directly into your cock and made your hand look like an appealing option to shoot ropes at the wall with. Still, you know that any concession will make you **** in here, so you tread onwards.

The thought of what could be happening with your wife and your daughters back home weighs on your every step. You saw the sheen over the imp’s eyes as they shot straight for the four pairs of bouncy, perfectly shaped breasts and folds where their skirts clung to the pubis mounds and their delectable cunts lay in wait for another filling.

You looked down at your own inadequate manhood and realized that the years have since passed from the days that your wife found you a rowdy but charming young man. Now, you are just a chore for her to sleep with. But someone new and exciting might catch her eye.

Someone who could stretch her open the way you haven’t ever done before. Someone who wouldn’t be a pity-fuck, but a deserving one. You know from your own romps with her that your wife’s pussy is heavenly. It clings to your every ridge and squeezes along your veined shaft in just the right ways to extract all of that seed brewing in your balls. Someone who could take care of her better than you should get to experience that--wait, no. You’re her husband, but your shaft is leaking at the thought.